Low Income

[Intro]<br>Let um feel the beat first<br>I`m bout to come through your stereo<br>Should I rhyme or start with the hook?<br>Start with the hook<br><br>To my people who don`t wanna go to work <br>Thank God it`s Friday<br>Cover me she bout to put up her skirt<br>Thank God it`s Friday<br>Do Your mom now you act so berserk<br>Thank God it`s Friday<br>What`s the track, what`s the track girl?<br>She don`t wanna, she don`t wanna work on Monday<br>(I wanna thank my hood)<br><br>[Verse 1]<br>For makin me a star before I had fast cars<br>And couldn`t tell the difference between Whoppers and caviar <br>Before the fame<br>Way before things changed<br>All I wanted to do was freestyle and get a name<br>I used to work at the fast food restaurant<br>For minimum wage<br>Dreamin I`m on stage<br>At 17 I left the house <br>Cause my father was a minister<br>And I didn`t want the Marvin route<br>What`s goin on?<br>Today to sell a song you need a video with soft porn<br>MC`s in the industry<br>You wanna tip? <br>Don`t let them pimp you like Goldy<br>And tell Sony they better have my money<br>Cause I play wit the Comodores and be like Lionel Richie<br>Low Income, I stay so hungry that if 50 Cent came to rob me<br>He`d be part of my charity<br>(I wanna thank my hood)<br>[Chorus]<br>To my people cuttin hair in the shops<br>Thank God it`s Friday<br>To the thugs sweatin up in the chop shops<br>Yo, it`s Friday<br>To my people that don`t got no job<br>Everyday it`s Friday<br>What`s the track, what`s the track yo?<br>She don`t wanna, she don`t wanna work on Monday<br>All the Ladies sing<br><br>[Ladies]<br>I don`t feel <br>Like cookin you no breakfast<br>This mornin<br>(Wyclef: All my hoodlums say)<br><br>[Guys]<br>Well, you don`t have<br>to cook me breakfast<br>Cause your girlfriend will<br>After you leave<br>(I wanna thank my hood)<br><br>[Verse 2]<br>For the love of money<br>I know kids who`ll slit your throat<br>Friday the 13th<br>Jason wit a trench coat<br>But you can`t scare Suzie <br>Cause her man got so many uzi`s you`d think he was Cadivi<br>Meanwhile, she`s getting her nails done<br>Crystal clear so they could shine like wit diamonds<br>It`s such a shame what happened last week<br>Man they found her under the sheets with a letter from the Son of Sam<br>It said to tell New York I ain`t sleepin<br>You want to be clubbin then you better pack your heat in<br>And to my man G Swar Rest in Piece<br>I still poor liquor <br>1 draw on the cocoa leaf<br>Inhale, exhale smoke grasses<br>Polices in the area, but ain`t no need to panic<br>You wit Wyclef you getting in<br>If not, then we gonna make CNN<br>(I wanna thank my hood)<br><br>To my people who don`t wanna go to work<br>Thank God it`s Friday<br>Cover me she bout to put up her skirt<br>Thank God it`s Friday<br>Do your mom know you act so berserk?<br>Thank God it`s Friday<br>What`s the track, what`s the track girl?<br>She don`t wanna she don`t wanna work on Monday<br>Yo, to my people cuttin here in the shops<br>Thank God it`s Friday<br>To the thugs sweatin up in the chop shops<br>Yo, it`s Friday<br>To my people who don`t got no job <br>Everyday it`s Friday<br>What`s the track, what`s the track yo?<br>She don`t wanna she don`t wanna work on Monday<br>All the Ladies sing<br><br>[Ladies]<br>I don`t feel <br>Like cookin you no breakfast<br>This mornin<br>(Wyclef: All my hoodlums say)<br><br>[Guys]<br>Well, you don`t have<br>to cook me breakfast<br>Cause your girlfriend will<br>After you leave<br><br>Guitar Solo<br><br>(Daddy, play that guitar)